I am the moon
the moon is me
we hide in daylight,
slivered, until we
become full
I am the moon
the moon is me
we wax and wane
but always come back
full cycle
an eclipse may disrupt
here and there but
mostly the change is constant
I am the moon
the moon is me
we reflect the world
in which we exist and
make shimmering sunlight
upon the lake
in the middle of the night
Graphic is an original watercolor painting.
Wind Rush 
This is beautiful, LuAnne.
“I am the moon
the moon is me
we wax and wane
but always come back
full cycle”
This speaks so into my experience.
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So glad you’re feeling better, Don. Thanks for stopping by and commenting.
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I love the comparison to the moon and the accompanying artwork.
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Thank you, Heather.
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My pleasure.
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Love seeing your accompanying painting with poem Janette
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Thanks, Janette.
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Loved the comparison between you and the moon, LuAnne. Beautiful poem.
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Thank you, Kamal. Glad you enjoyed it.
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You are always welcome dear LuAnne.
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I can feel the rhythm of this – there is something so calming and reassuring about the moon. Love the image.
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Thanks, VJ. There is something that is so grounding to me if I keep in touch with the moon cycles. I think it comforts me to know that even when I totally disappear, I will re-emerge, only to wane again. Thanks for stopping by. I always appreciate your comments.
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So welcome LuAnne. Always enjoy your words.
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Very energizing … and this surely resonates: an eclipse may disrupt / here and there but / mostly the change is constant. (Life would be truly dull if we were not ever-changing.)
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Thanks for stopping by, Jazz. I thought of you when I was working on this poem because I know you are a moon cycle watcher, too.
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A moon watcher … and I sense her watching over me … patient with my waning and waxing focus through life’s cycles … I love moon poems!!
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Love it, just the verse to lift the end of a long week.
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Thanks, Bill. So glad you liked it.
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